E.P. Shelky

Sneak Preview: Chapter One

Sneak Preview: Chapter One

The kid’s big toes hung through holes in his street-worn Air Jordans, far enough to curl down and scratch the hot asphalt. It was time for new shoes, but Jordans cost more than he had.The busted kicks held on long enough to get him to the Walmart three blocks outside the safety of his neighborhood. As his older brother said, “Long as you ain’t stealin’ from no local shops and you ain’t crossin’ the wrong colors, take what you want. But don’t fuckin’ get busted, mano.”